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Song Parodies -> "Low E Blues"

Original Song Title:

"Stuck Inside of Mobile with the Memphis Blues Again"

Original Performer:

Bob Dylan

Parody Song Title:

"Low E Blues"

Parody Written by:

David Kirschbaum [AKA Toad]

The Lyrics

For Warbirds flight sim enthusiasts: "Low E" means low energy, a bad way to be with a fighter. Mixture of WW II aircraft in a flight sim environment. Sung by a giant anthromorphic mutant toad in a fighter pilot's bar, "The Wingless Cafe" (poorly)
Aw - the 38's carve circles up and down the block,
I radio for mercy, but I know that they don't talk.
And the squadron says they're coming, and I push it through the gate,
but way down deep inside my heart I know I can't escape.
Oh, mama - can this really be the end?
to be stuck inside a Mustang with the Low-E blues again.

So I'm climbin' for the ceilin', and the Spits are on my tail,
And the 109's are climbing too, and the angels start to wail.
A burst of yellow hoses past, a bomber joins the scene,
I'd stop to look around me, but I'm afraid of what I'll see!
Oh mama - can this really be the end?
To be stuck inside a Mustang with the Low-E blues again.

Papa tried to tell me, he said don't fly them Pony planes
But I didn't listen, Papa, they was the fastest in the game!
Now my wings are filled with bullet holes, my aileron waves 'bye',
I look around for fellow Greens, but I'm the last one in the sky!
Oh mama - can this really be the end?
To be stuck inside a Mustang with the Low-E blues again.

Well, I started as a Heavy, gonna nuke that airbase flat,
And then I came a'howlin' down, and they were howling back!
When the bombs went down the runway, half my tail went down there too!
And the Zekes all did reversals, and I wondered what to do!
Oh mama - can this really be the end?
To be stuck inside a Mustang with the Low-E blues again.

Then I toggle back to Rockets and I make a careful aim,
And the clunks against my armor plate sound like a railway train.
When I squeeze down on the trigger, rockets spray to hell and gone!
And the flak just keeps on firing, Lordy, where did I go wrong?
Oh mama - can this really be the end?
To be stuck inside a Mustang with the Low-E blues again.

So I try those fancy S-turns, like the hot-shots said to do,
But the Spits are shootin' holes in me, the engine's coughing too!
I haul her back, and drop the gear, the flaps come grinding down ..
They overshoot, I'm still alive! But can she make it 'round?
Oh mama - can this really be the end?
To be stuck inside a Mustang with the Low-E blues again.

There's a Focke-Wulf comin' at me and I got no place to go.
There's a Zeke on either wingtip and an SBD below,
I just lost my favorite rudder, and the smoke you won't believe.
Well, sh*t, there goes the stabilizer .. No more time to grieve!
Oh mama - can this really be the end?
To be stuck inside a Mustang with the Low-E blues again.

There's tracer 'round the cockpit, and the low fuel light just lit,
But I see some friendly icons, so I drop the nose a bit,
The Pony starts to pull away, those Zekes are dropping back!
The JABOs beating up the field, they got the final flak!
Oh mama - can this really be the end?
To be stuck inside a Mustang with the Low-E blues again.

The engine dies, I'm deadstick now, a glider in a brawl,
No place to go but downward, what the hell, let's risk it all!
The runway's right below me .. gee, the gear just locked in place!
On short final, damn that Spitfire, empty guns right in his face!
Oh mama - can this really be the end?
To be stuck inside a Mustang with the Low-E blues again.

The tires squall as she lurches down the field from side to side,
And I got damn-all to fly with, but she's not that bad to guide.
So I just ignore the Focke-Wulf diving down to do me in,
Stay on the brakes, "dot x", and I'm right back home again!
Oh mama - can this really be the end?
To be stuck inside a Mustang with the Low-E blues again.

"system: Greens just took F9!" That's what it takes to win!
"Hey, WTG!" "Man, whatta guy!" The accolades pour in!
Hot damn, I'm good! I'm really hot! Put caution right aside.
I'm back in that silver Pony, ready for another ride!
Oh mama - can this really be the end?
To be stuck inside a Mustang with the Low-E blues again.

Copyright (C) 1998 David Kirschbaum All Rights Reserved

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